My first day at Ouran wasn't going so well. I got lost on my way to the office, but somewhere I found my way. I'm in this stupid, ugly yellow dress. I got my schedule, and a map of the school, and went to my first class of the day. My class is 1A year 3.

My uniform was a little different than the rest of the female population. I have rank on my shoulders of Cadet Colonel (black strips with three white diamonds), the white Color Guard Cord on my left shoulder and the black Raider Cord on my right shoulder. I have two battalions of cadets under my command. The reason why I have the South Dade Buccaneer Battalions in Tokyo, Japan is for the MMA Junior World Torment. I am here for one year on a JROTC trip.

I head into my homeroom class, the teacher catches sight of me. "Well class, we have a new student joining the class today. What is your name?" he says. "Cook" I reply. "Is there anything you want to say to the class about yourself?" he asks. "No" I reply again. "Very well take a seat at the empty desk by the window." He points to it. I take my seat, and realize this is English Lite. Class. Since I took it back in America, I fall asleep for the rest of the class. My morning classes were English lite, Spanish, German, Cal., Anatomy & Physiology, Psychology, and Biology.

Then, came lunch. I got beef steak, Caesar salad, bread sticks, and Greek pizza with grape soda to drink. I sat by myself at an empty table near a window. So as I ate, I stared into space planning the rest of my week out. What brought me back to reality was a tall dark raven hair with black eyes and glasses boy. He looked about the age of 17. He was writing stuff in the black book, which gave me a good idea.

I got out my JROTC binder. I started working out the battalions' formation, who's doing what, rank order, staff, first sergeants, csm (command sergeant major), color guard, and all the good stuff there. I wrote down the company names of the formation. I placed who know weapons, ju-jitsu, free-style, kick boxing, mma, judo, self-defense, and the other styles too. It took all my lunch but I got the formation done. I looked down at my lunch and found out I barely even touched it. I looked at the time on my wrist watch and found I still had 20 minutes left. This school sure does take their sweet time to eat. I just finished just in time to pack up before the bell rang.

My afternoon classes are PE, and drama. After school, I had Marine PT, JROTC PT, raider PT, drill practice swim practice and then homework and more swim practice. That was my daily life but with no school. I only went to homeroom for attendance, class work, and homework. I did that will all my classes, so I had a lot of free time. After all of that, I would have my own training. I would swim for a couple of hours, and then run for ten miles, and then hit the weight room for another two hours.